BRUTUS MEETS THE BOYS“WHAT DO YA MEAN, GET cleaned up,” Juan asked as he scratched his big balls through the opening in his boxers. He held his fingers out to Aaron, who licked them.
“We are going to have dinner guests. I want you two and this place nice and clean,” I said ducking Juan’s ball smelling fingers.
“Somebody is coming here for real?” Aaron asked as if I had announced the Pope was coming.
“Yes someone is coming here,” I sneered. “My dear friend Brutus is coming to dinner.”
“Brutus? Is he a dog?”
“Brutus is a man.”
“Is he hot? Does he have a big c**k?”
“None of that concerns you. Just go hop in the shower while I straighten up and get dinner on the stove.”
“Can we help you clean up? I can dust.”
“I love pushing that big ass Big Bertha around,” Aaron said referring to my
